Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
Sailing To Byzantium That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees…
I can plod. I can persevere in any definite pursuit. To this I owe everything.
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and…